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There once was a boy who was an orphan and suffered abuse from his village residents. The only friend he had was the dummy scarecrow on the field, whom he talked to. One day, a wealthy man brutally beat the boy. The next morning, the wealthy man was found dead, and the scarecrow was covered in blood. 

Terrified, the villagers were convinced that the scarecrow had come to life to avenge its tormented friend. And it was the last scarecrow ever placed again in the fields, considering it a sign of death. 

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After scarecrow dolls begin appearing in the streets of Riddleford next to murder victims, the town is thrown into chaos. 

When the hunt for the mystery scarecrow murderer begins, it is only a matter of time before the famous Frontier Hall Opera House employees are subjected to suspicion, each protecting a secret of their own. But is that all that is going on? Or is there something unseen?

Scarecrow of 1889

Jane's thoughts were immediately interrupted. For a moment, she wondered if she was being pranked by the woman sitting behind her, whose face she hadn't seen. Before she could turn to look, the person behind her said, "Don't turn. We don't need the guards wondering if something is wrong," the woman's voice continued, but by now Jane's suspicion had turned into confirmation that this was Ricardo sitting here.

Jane picked up the coffee cup near her face and whispered so that the others couldn't hear her, "To be out in the open, isn't it risky even with the scarecrow with you?"

"It is, but no one knows about this new appearance, considering they didn't spend much time with Agnes. It wasn't that hard to dress with the experience," Ricardo replied. Jane couldn't help but find it strange that he was speaking in a woman's voice. She could only guess that this was possible with the scarecrow's help. "With those guards around you, it is hard to talk to you."

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